Under One Person, Engage in Black Technology

Chapter 77 Meatballs
As we all know, people will feel tired if they work or exercise for a long time without proper relaxation and rest.

Liu Ke got up early and flew all the way from Tianjin along the coastline. After a lot of bombing here, he was already a little tired.

He originally thought that after killing the four major families and the evildoers in the park, and then "artifying" each area, this journey would be over easily.

But who would have known that this "processing area" is really like Heilan Home, the more you walk around, the more new discoveries you make.

What should I do?
When the human traffickers, the masterminds behind the "flesh and blood" factory or their lair were right in front of him, Liu Ke couldn't bring himself to choose to "let them go for now".

Unless he completely destroyed this 'cockroach nest' in front of him, the fire in his heart would not be extinguished.

After taking a few deep breaths, Liu Ke used the palm cannon to blast open the door and entered a corridor.

Completely different from the industrial corridor in front of the 'warehouse', this corridor is more like a medieval stone fortress made of stacked stones.

The place was filled with a damp and moldy smell, the walls were covered with water stains and moss, and the ceiling was low, which made it feel visually depressing.

The height and width of this corridor seemed to be designed for those "porters", but as Liu Ke moved forward, he felt more and more strange.

Because there were no scattered blood, flesh and human body parts on the ground, which was completely different from the chaotic scene in the "warehouse" just now.

After walking for about a minute, the dim environment saw a slight change. A few worn-out oil lamps were hung on the wall, providing a faint light that made the corridor dim.

After turning three more corners, Liu Ke arrived at the end of the corridor. There stood a huge iron door. From the other side of the door came the sound of chopping bones and removing meat...

Liu Ke used the same trick again, putting his hands on the door and the wall, but the information from the radar was a little strange.

He pushed the iron door open directly, and a heat wave and a strange smell came from inside, causing the mask's filtering system to sound alarms repeatedly.

The room looked like a kitchen for a giant. The light flickered, and there were only a few lights hanging from the ceiling that swayed and barely illuminated it.

Liu Ke looked up and saw that the fuel for the lamps wasn't anything. On each lamp stand lay a rather large figure, wrapped in oiled linen, slowly burning.

He looked around again and found that the door he had just entered was probably facing the kitchen's 'ingredients' storage area.

Sacks as high as a small mountain were placed here. Unlike the sacks that the "porters" had used to carry goods before, the ones here were not damaged, as if there was a special Qi repairing them.

In addition to the sacks, there were also huge amounts of dry powder and spices stored in open wooden barrels, which also emitted a disgusting stench.

Liu Ke frowned and walked around here, moving forward. After eight or nine steps, he saw the cooking area.

A stove over ten meters in size occupied the center of the kitchen. The pots and pans on the stove were stained with unknown stains, and the flames inside the stove flickered strangely.

Next to it were various rusty kitchen utensils, such as a large stirring spoon, a barbecue fork, a blood-stained rolling pin, and a hammer of unknown purpose.

When Liu Kegang came in, the heat wave also found its source.

In the deep pot on the stove, more than a dozen people were soaking, lifeless. Light green bubbles of oil appeared on the surface of the water, which burst to reveal the blood beneath.

"Huh...huh..."

Following a tired voice, the chef appeared in the kitchen.

A five-meter-tall, fat monster finished collecting firewood and stood up.

This monster had a pig's head and a human body, with a tattered chef's hat on his head and a large apron covered in blood.

There were no other clothes on his body, nor were there any stitches from the previous porters, and the thermal imaging did not show the coldness of a dead body.

It held a one-meter-long boning knife in its hand, but judging by its size, it might just be a kitchen knife.

The pig-headed monster didn't notice Liu Ke who was hiding. Instead, he reached out with his big hand, took down the body of a woman whose blood had been drained from the hook on the wall, and threw it into the pot.

Then, it reached into the boiling pot and pulled out a male corpse that was about to be soaked and rotted.

It used a bone-chopping knife to chop the man's neck diagonally, picked up the head and put it into the stone vat at its feet.

Then he cleaved the body twice more, dismembered it, gathered the pieces together in his palm, and placed them in the stone vat. Liu Ke had also figured out the purpose: the stone vat wasn't big enough, so they had to break the body before they could close it up and put it in.

After the pig-headed monster finished cleaning it up, he sprinkled some strange powder and spices in it, then picked up the sledgehammer hanging on the kitchen rack and smashed it into the stone jar with one hammer after another, just like pounding rice cakes.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Liu Ke saw blood-red Qi emanating from the pig-headed chef, which penetrated into the corpse through the rice cake hammer.

After only eight or nine blows, the corpse turned into a ball of flesh...

This ball of flesh is almost identical to the one that fell out of Bai Qin's body when Liu Ke killed him.

When the pig-headed monster saw the meat ball taking shape, he quickly took it out and placed it respectfully on a tray.

Liu Ke looked from afar through the vision of the armor and saw that there were at least four or five trays on the table, and each tray had about thirty meatballs.

After completing these steps, the pig-headed monster seemed to have entered the next cycle. It repeated the same steps, stood up, fished out a black man from the pot, and started working.

Liu Ke suppressed the nausea in his heart and launched a hummingbird drone, which scanned the surroundings in the lowest noise mode.

"Congratulations, your talent: [Projection] has reached Level 4."

Looking at the projection drone and the prompt from the system, Liu Ke raised his eyebrows, but he was not in the mood to "celebrate" in such an environment.

After the drone's reconnaissance was completed, Liu Ke also discovered the gate on the other side from the drone's shared field of view.

"If this is the kitchen... is that door the dining room?"

After taking a deep breath, Liu Ke didn't rush to think further. He wanted to send this "chef" away first.

"Scan the building."

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Just as Liu Ke was thinking about how to smash up the kitchen, Sean, a loyal fan of Captain America and a "hero" in the Inhuman world, was not having a good time either.

At this moment, the center of the Double K Park has completely collapsed, the soldiers have disappeared, and only green flames are left burning on the ground.

As for the price...

"Xiao Chong, you stay here and guard Joseph. When Malik's men arrive, you can follow them."

At this time, Joseph, the "Hulk" coser, was covered in blood and had returned to his normal size, unable to maintain the image of a monster over three meters tall.

Lying on the ground, he couldn't help coughing a few times after hearing Sean's words and said, "Sorry, I had too much fun and really thought I was the Hulk."

Sean nodded helplessly, patted his old brother on the back, and said, "It's okay, it's not suitable for you to perform down there, so get some rest. Ceso and I are enough, and Xiaochong will be able to catch up soon."

After saying that, Sean turned around and looked at the corpse pit that was exposed by the smash with a gloomy face.

Seso, who was standing next to him, also came over, holding a crystal in his hand that was emitting a strange light and flickering continuously.

He said: "It's similar to the 'pit' under the warehouse in Columbia, but... there are many more of them."

"in other words……"

Having said that, Ceso looked at Sean, saw his increasingly angry face, and stopped talking.

Sean calmed down after a while and said, "I can also feel the energy in my body surging and exploding, just like your spell. This is very abnormal."

"I think... the company might actually be interested in what's down there, but we have to destroy it beforehand."

Seto nodded and commented impartially, "If Behemoth were to see this method of producing mutants, Africa would probably be emptied of its population by this time next year."

Sean hung the shield on his back and complained, "Yeah, maybe the company's name will be changed to Umbrella next year."

(End of this chapter)